The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1887-07-07
people were very much agitated about it.

They said:
son, you are going to bring too many
people into the church at once;" and they
sent down to New Brunswick to get John
Livingston to stop the revival.
Well, there was no better soul in all the
world than John Livingston. He went and
looked at the revival; they wanted him to
stop it. He stood in the pulpit on the Sab
bath and looked over the solemn auditory,
and he said:
''This, brethren, is in reality the work of
God; beware how you try to stop it."
And he was an old man, leaning heavily
on his staff-a very old man. And he
lifted that staff, and took hold of the small
end OF the staff, and began to let it fall
very slowly through, between the finger
and the thumb, and he said:
''Oh, thou impenitent, thou art falling
now-faliing away from life, falling away
from peace and heaven, falling as certain
ly as that cane is falling through my hand
falling certainly though perhaps falling
slowly"
And the cane kept on falling through
john Livingston's hand. The reli gious
emotion in the audience was overpower-
ing, and men saw type of their doom as
the cane kept falling and falling until the
knob Of the cane struck Mr.. Livingston's
hand, and he clasped it stoutly and said:
'.But the grace of God can stop you, as
stopped that cane," and then there was
giadness all through the house at the
fact of pardon and peace and salvation.
'Well" said the people after the SER
vice: 81 guess you had BITTER send Liv-
ingston home; he Is making the revival
worsen
Oh, for the gales from heaven. and
Christ on board the shipi The danger of
the Church of God is not in revivals.
Again, my subject impresses me with
the fact that Jesus was God and man in
the same being. Here he is in the back
part of the boat. Oh, how tired he looks;
what sad dreams he must haveI Look at
his countenance; he must be thinking of
the cross to come. Look at him; he is
man-bone of our bone, flesh Of our flesh.
Tired, he falls asleep; he is man. But
then find Christ at the PROV of the boat;
hear him say:
Peace, be still!
And l see the storm kueeling at his feet,
and the tempests folding their wings in
his presence; he is God.
If have sorrow and trouble, and want
sympathy, go and kneel down at the
back part Of the boat, and say:
10, Christi weary one Of Gennesaret,
sympathise with all my sorrows, man of
Nazareth, man Of the cross?n
A man, man. But if want to conquer
my spiritual foes, il want to get the VIC
tory over SIN, death and hell, come to the
front OF the boat. and kneel down, and I
say: 20, Lord Jesus Christ, thou who
doest hush the tempest, hush all my grief,
hush all my temptations, hush all my
SIM:
A man, a man; God, God
learn once more from this subject That
Christ can hush a tempest. Itdid seem as
if every thing must go to ruin. The dis
ciples had gwen up the idea of managing
the ship; the crew were entirely demon
allied; yet Christ rises and he puts his
foot on the storm Oh. yesi Christ can
hush the tempests.
You have had trouble Perhaps it was
the little child taken away from you-the
sweetest child OF she household, the one
who asked the most curious questions,
and stood around you with the greatest
fondness, ana the spade cut down through
your bleeding heart. Perhaps it was an
only son, and your heart has ever since
been like desolated castle, the owls of
the night hooting among the fallen arches
and the crumbling stairways.
Perhaps it was an aged mother. You
always went to her with your trou bles
She was in your home to welcome your
children into life, and when they died she
was there to pity you; that old hand will
do you no more kindness; that white lock
of hair you put away in the casket, or in
the locket, didn't look as it usually did
when she brushed it away from her
wrink,ei brow in the home circle or in
the country church. Or your property
gone. You said:
II have SO much bank stock, I have so
manv Government securities, I have so
many hou ses, have SO many farms. All
gone, all gone"
Why, sir, all the storms that ever tram
pied their thunders, all the shipwrecks
have not been worse than this to you.
Yet you have not been completely over
thrown. Whya Christ hushed the tenn
pest. Your little one was taken away.
Christ says:
81 have that little one In my keeping. ]
can care for him as well as you can. bet
ter than you can. 0, bereavei mother"
flushing the tempest When your prop
erty went away God said:
'Inefe are treas ure3 in Heaven, in
banks that never break"
Jesus hushing the tempest.
There is one storm into which we will
all have to run. The moment when we
let go OF this life, and try to take hold of
the next, we will want all the grace DOS
sible. Yonder SEGA Christian soul-rock-
ing on the surges of death; all the pow
ers of darkness seem let out against that
soul-the twirling wave, the thunder of
the sky, the shrek Of the wind, all seem
to unite together; but that soul is not
troubled; there is no signing; there are
no tears; plenty of tears in the room at
the departure, but he weeps no tears ;calm,
peaceful; all is well. BY the fash
OF the storm you see the harbor lust
ahead, and you are making for that har.
Dor. All shall be well, Jesus hushing thu
tempest.
Into the harbor Of heaven now we glide;
We're home at last home at last.
Softly we drift on its bright, silv'ry tide;
We're home at last.
Glory to Godi all our dangers are Ger,
We stand secure on the glorified shore;
Glory to Godl we will shout evermore,
We're home at last
NEVER give way to melancholy. Nothing
encroaches more. fight against it vigor.
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